"So what if we're reckless?"

A multitude of colors surrounded the place; laughter filled the air like it was all that could be heard. The rhythmic shots of the paint guns sounded throughout the arena, as the girls ran around, simply enjoying the day.

It was Kotori who suggested they go out for paintball- quite a surprising idea coming from the bird. She was smiling so innocently as she said it too, for the other girl's sake.

So here they were, playing by themselves- they had been split into two groups, despite the odd number.

Nozomi, for some odd reason, was actually good at this. It was funny, seeing the purple-haired girl tie her hair up and get serious, but with a small smile on her face.

Maki thought it was precious.


"We can be reckless together."

Dancing in the rain is always fun.

Swaying in the pouring water, holding each other tight, going to a place that both of you will love. Dancing with your one and only. It was lovely, as the two girls twirled and grinned and had so much fun, that they could care less about whoever sw them. The world could be damned; they were in love.

Nozomi smiled at the memory, as she looked at the photos on her phone and reminiscing that night. It was as if it had come out of a movie, only it was real life.

And it was perfection.


"And we would be beautiful."

Light trickled in from the window; the song of a sunny day was playing its first notes. Nozomi smiled lightly as she twirled her lover's red hair while they were laying peacefully, smiling at each other. Anyone could see through the look in their eyes- they were in love.

Arms around each other, the two were joking and talking about everything, as if they had no care in the world- and they didn't.

They were simply in love.


"And make it through whatever."

The loud sound of yelling and screaming echoed through the house, as pots and pans clashed in the heat of the argument. Screams of hatred and anger reverberated through each other, as they spilled out all feelings held in.

And hours later, Maki cried.

Nozomi had never seen her cry, no matter how long they had been together- but even if she was mad at her, she had to be there for her. And as she sat down, the redhead looked at her, eyes filled with sorrow and sadness and emptiness. And she curled into her arms.

They would be fine.


a/n; hello! i'm ami and i'm quite new to the lovelive fanfiction community, but here's a quick drabble i whipped up in a bit! please like and comment and follow! thank you!